….the power went out. seriously.
imean, it was out from 1:40 to some time in the middle of the night… so,
i guess i have no excuse for not doing the updates between 9pm and 1am…
but, well, i was gonna do it after i finished reading heinlein number of
the beast. good book/badly edited.
okay back to being bored busy frustrated kinda sleepy and hungry… still
at work.
who the heck is bob?
the second floor balcony, a swimming pool thats not ours, running around ggrl in the hailstorm, swimming in diamond drive, homeboy, playing poker and liking it….
it’s been a good time.
Check it out at: The New York Times > Technology > Multimedia > Video. It’s kinda funny…
Sunday morning: July 3: 1pm: to go to santa fe and see mr and mrs smith with dave and marlon, or to hope that Christina and Julian will wake up and call me back and want to go climbing… that was the question… and, well, climbing happened!
Cattle Call Wall: [letter B on the thing that looks like a map] This long solid wall lies across the river from Gateway Rock and has many top-rope anchors (five bolts) in-situ.
*2* Ow Now 11a The far left face. Natural protection. FA: Gary Clark
*3* Bovine Inspiration 5.9
*4* Cud For Lulu 5.8
*5* Pie In Your Eye 5.6
*6* Cow Flop Crack 5.8 The crack in the middle of the wall. FA: Clark
*7* Moon Over Belen 5.6Far right end.
Now, I don’t have a nice picture of the whole wall to be sure, but, i coulda sworn there was a 10c in the middle, and a 9 over on the right… Not that we did the 10c, or the 11a crap over on the left, but it was there all right. and that 9 in the middle, the fourth and last climb we did… that was damn hard; my back and legs and psyche are still crying from it… and i want to go back and do it for real, without the bajillin false starts, and the horrible sinking feelings each time i got above my last bolt…
But don’t get me wrong! it was an amazing day and if Christina or Julian happen to read this, then, thankyou! lets do it again sometime!
time spent running: 1:51:34
distance (est): 9mi
elevation gain (est): 1200ft
water drunk: 2.5 liters
trail mix eaten: not enough
amount of light left at the end: not enough
number of sketchy canyons i accidentally dropped into: only one
how my legs feel now: like jelly mixed with silly putty thats been broken one too many times
will i do it again? heck yes, tomorrow maybe!
gone for a run, up quemazon trail… hopefully the rain/thunder/etc will hold off for me… cause WOAH i need to go running. just, one of those, blah days, yknow?
time remaining: 23 minutes (or so it claims). but when they’re done, they’ll be here.
and in the time it took me to write this the time remaining went up to 1 hour 43 minutes so it’ll be a while… but that’s ok cause nobody else is awake this late… gosh, work at 8am tomorrow and i want to go running before it? mur.
well, we successfully did lake peak today! but now we’re tired. and it’s going to rain tonight and tomorrow and we only had one sleeping bag between the three of us if we camped out, so we’re going to do wheeler some other time, like, when we can get topos and rest and all the gear we need and stuff…
